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Dolores glared at Amelia. "This isn’t over Amelia." She turned and stormed from the room.
Everyone scattered except for those that she requested and Tonks. Once that was done, she made her way over to her auror. "You know what to do Tonks. I think it will be better coming from a younger auror."
Tonks nodded her head. "I unfortunately know the drill boss."
Amelia nodded her head.
Tonks walked over to the Slytherin table. "Miss Jentry. My name is Auror Tonks, and I would like to ask you a few questions if that’s alright. First and foremost, you did nothing wrong. You are not in trouble. Do you understand?" She watched as the girl nodded. "How about you choose an older girl that you trust to stay...
"Daphne always helps the first years with our charms homework. She’s strict, but nice and fair." Sally was so embarrassed that she was fascinated by the tabletop.
"Yes. Miss Greengrass is really good at charms. Her mother is constantly bragging to anyone who will listen." Tonks smirked and Sally gave a shy smile. Tonks turned to nod at Madame Bones.
"The rest of you ladies may leave. I’m sure that you are anxious to get some last minute studying done." Madame Bones said in a kind tone.
The rest of the girls took their leave. All the girls within reach gave the little girl a reassuring pat on the shoulder.
Tonks continued. "Now Miss Jentry. It is protocol that your head of house sit with us during our talk, or the headmaster. We have tried to get ahold of your parents, but they have not responded yet. Given the situation, I could understand if you would prefer a female member of the staff instead..."
"No! Only Professor Snape. My parents won’t be back until Wednesday." She started shaking.
"Ok. It’s ok. My mum was in Slytherin. I know how the other houses look down on you. Snape looks out for you guys huh?"
"Well that’s ok. I bet he’s a great big softy under all of that billowing black fabric."
The little girl giggled.
"There is no need to be rude. Miss Tonks." Severus had snuck up to the trio and placed a hand on his student’s shoulder as a sign of support.
Tonks giggled. "Of course professor. Please have a seat." She cast a privacy shield around them and took out a notepad. "Now can you tell me, in your own words what happened?"
On the other side of the hall under their own privacy bubble were the remaining heads of house, the headmaster and George Weasley. "Well Mr. Weasley. Why don’t you tell us what happened." Amelia asked.
George went through what he had heard and seen. The other teachers who didn’t know what was going on were horrified.
"Albus, Minerva. Why is it Monday and the aurors are just now being called?" Filius asked.
"I was trying to save the little girl some embarrassment. I wanted to handle it quietly within the castle which is my right as headmaster."
"Well fortunately for her, the bylaws of Hogwarts allowed Carmen to overrule you. Once she realized that you were not going to do anything, she contacted me. But there is also another loophole. Minerva could have overruled him with a simple majority of the heads of house." Amelia stated as she watched Minerva round on ...
"Albus is this true?"
"It is a very old rule that hasn’t been used in centuries."
"So you are admitting that it is true."
"Minerva. Now is not the time to..."
"But that’s just it Albus! It’s never the bloody time! We need more professors Albus. "Minerva my dear girl, now is not the time.’ Albus Binns has got to go. "Minerva now is not the time to change tradition!’"
Minerva stalked towards him. Her Scottish accent was in full force. "Albus why one earth are we bringing a Cerberus into the castle, and what on earth are you and Flammel doing bringing that bloody..."
She was hit with a silencing spell by the Headmaster that was removed by George with a laugh.
Professor Flitwick just looked at him with a raised brow.
"What? I like her like this. All fiery and hot under the collar. If I was a few years older and not gay I..."
"We get the point Mr. Weasley." Amelia cut him off before he got himself in trouble and rubbed her temples once more.
"Pomona. Would you have agreed to expel Mr. Goring immediately?" Minerva continued to stare at Albus.
"Absolutely." She said with anger in her eyes.
"Without a doubt." Filius said with a growl.
"I cannot speak for Severus, but..." Minerva was cut off.
"There is no need to speak for me." Everyone jumped a little as they had not noticed that he had arrived. The staff looked over to where Greengrass and Tonks were soothing the crying girl behind what was most likely a privacy shield as they could not hear what was being said.
"To answer your question Minerva. I would have voted against expulsion."
"Severus!" Minerva was in shock. One of his little snakes was hurt and he would let that boy get away with it?
Professor Snape gave an evil smirk. "You misunderstand me Minerva. He would not have been able to get away with it. But expulsion would be the least of his problems when I was done with him. I would find the slowest acting and painful poison that I could brew. I would then tie him to a chair and have him listen to Beni...
Madame Bones was the first to regain her composure and cleared her throat. "Professor Snape. You do know that the scenario you just mentioned would be highly illegal do you not?"
Severus just crossed his arms. "One can dream Director. There is no harm in dreams."
Madame Bones snorted. If his reputation was as infamous as she thought it was, he was probably brewing a potion right now.
"But to answer truthfully Minerva’s question, I would support his expulsion completely." After I had poisoned him of course. He thought to himself.
"Is she alright Severus?" Pomona asked.
"She will be. She is a Slytherin and the house will rally around her regardless of their political views. For now however, I would like to show you the reason for my dream scenario." Severus pulled a vial from his robes and handed it to Madame Bones. "These memories contain the initial dragging into the hallway that wa...
"I understand Professor Snape." Amelia’s voice was cold as stone. That boy was going down with every other charge she could throw at him.
"Headmaster?" Amelia questioned.
"Do what you must." Albus said quietly. Mostly to himself. That a mere child could do such a thing.
Minerva turned to George Weasley. "Mr. Weasley. While I understand your anger at the situation, I feel that you went overboard in your actions..."
George stood straight and stared her down. He wasn’t sorry for what he did and would do it again.
"Therefor, you are now responsible for a defence club for the current first and second years until they change to the next year." She smirked until she noticed the maniacal gleam in his eye and sighed. "Just keep the pranks to a minimum."
George just rubbed his hands together as he thought of all the ways to teach the little ones the art of mischief making while still getting excellent marks.
George bowed and made his way over to Sally. "What do you say little snake? Ready to prank the world, while earning top spot in potions and defence for your year?"
"A Slytherin never tells their plans." She said with a haughty look.
George laughed. "That’s why the hat wanted to put me, Fred and Harry in Slytherin!"
Daphne started choking on her tea at the same time that Professor Snape was choking on air. The Weasley Twins in his house? And Circe...Potter? At the same time? Preposterous!
George laughed. "YEP! Freddie and I were meant to be in the snake pit, but we were sure our mum would kill us, so we begged for Gryffindor." George took on a high pitched voice as he imitated his mother. "No child of mine will be anything but a Gryffindor. We are a Gryffindor family." His voice dropped back to normal. ...
"Molly would never...my apologies." Albus stammered as he received a glare from the younger Weasley twin.
George turned his back to him and looked at Sally. "No matter what happens. No matter what house we are in. You will always be my friend. If not a new little sister."
Sally hesitated for a moment and threw her arms around him as he picked her up. She hugged him tightly around the neck and cried a little.
George wrapped his arms around the little girl. He gave her a kiss to the forehead and held her at arms length before he set her down. "Now. Any demon...or in your case demoness apprentice of mine needs the basics under their belt. So get to it! I want to see what you know kid." George smiled as he watched a look of de...
"I am a demoness apprentice. I am above these mere mortals. And of course I will do well. I am a Slytherin." She threw her nose in the air, grabbed Daphne’s hand and dragged her from the hall.
George could see that she was doing it just for laughs. "That’s my girl." George muttered as he watched his new little sister walk away with Greengrass.
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"Mr. Weasley you are excused. Your testimony will help immensely." Amelia assured him.
George paused and then turned to Professor Snape. "I know who and what you think my brother, Harry, and I are."
He stared Snape in the eye as he dropped his shields a fraction.
Severus Snape was shocked but accepted the brittle trust. In the end he realized they had the same goal, right before Weasley’s strong shields slammed back into place.
The Potions Master stumbled back a few steps before he could regain his faculties. He stared at the younger Weasley twin in shock.
George just smirked at him. In truth, George’s mind had expanded in the time since Brasil. Meditation had done wonders to control his usual sense of well...control. Except for the incident with Goring. Fuck control. He wanted to kill the son of a bitch.
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Minerva watched as George Weasley walked from the hall with an odd skip in his step. It made her nervous as it always did. He...or more likely they were up to something.
"We have classes to tend to Albus. With your permission?" Minerva asked.
"Of Course." Albus nodded. He was beating himself up. He should have called in the aurors, but he was really trying to protect the little girl.
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Xenophilius Lovegood made it just in time for the dinner rush at The Leaky Cauldron on Monday. He was levitating stacks of the paper fresh from the presses.
"What ya doin Xeno?" The bartender called out as he watched the blonde lay down his burden at the reserved area for the news stand that held various publications.
"I was granted an exclusive interview with Harry Potter. I am just dropping off my latest print." Xenophilius said as he bowed and left the building.
"Why do you still carry that dragon dung?" A patron asked.
Brian, the great nephew of Tom just shrugged. "He makes me laugh." He continued to clean the bar.
"BY MERLIN!" A customer breathed loudly as he snatched a paper at that announcement. In very bold headlines it read...
HARRY JAMES POTTER. IN HIS OWN WORDS.
Everyone jumped at that announcement and fought to get their hands on their own paper.
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TQ I must say Mr. Potter that I am surprised that you approached my small paper for an interview.
HJP Thank you for speaking with me Mr. Lovegood. Your daughter has become a good friend to me, and when I thought of how to get my story out, she was the first person I thought of when I wanted the truth to come out. And before we continue..." At this point Mr. Potter pulled his wand. "I Harry James Potter do solemnly ...
Mr. Potter then cast a successful Lumos..
HJP "Now that that is finished, I would like to answer your question. Besides your daughter being a good friend, I’ve decided that it was time that I take back the image of the House of Potter from that disgusting rag known as the Daily Prophet and everyone else who has sought to make a name for themselves using the mi...
TQ "Oh? What do you mean?"
HJP "Let’s start with the Daily Prophet. They aren’t fit to line my owl’s cage fresh from the presses. The tournament that I was forced into was a complete farce. Now no disrespect to Viktor Krum, he and I correspond frequently to this day. But what abject moron thought that it was a good idea to use real dragon eggs i...
TQ "I beg your pardon? I was aware of the unfortunate incident of the dragon’s eggs as I printed a full story on it, but I never heard about the incident involving your friend."
HJP "Her name is Hermione Granger. She’s a wickedly smart and powerful witch, who some moron decided to send her Bubotuber pus through the mail. I would like to point out that those that I consider my closest friends have their mail opened and scanned, and then quarantined before they are sent on. Andromeda Tonks has a...
TQ "That is...disturbing. What about the taking advantage of an orphan. We were always told that you were living like a prince off the riches of the Potter fortune."
HJP "That is part of a separate conversation that I’m sure that we will get to. But to answer your question, the Potter fortune is about to grow by leaps and bounds. I just wanted to let it go but my godfather, the current Lord Black, insisted on suing the hell out of those people that made up all of those gods awful s...
TQ "How so? Surely you know that they are harmless children’s stories."
It was at this point that the young Lord Potter’s eyes turned to what could only be described as stone.
HJP Those books told a fantasy to children that many adults made out to be facts. I walked into the wizarding world with the expectations of the world on my eleven year old shoulders, all because someone tried to make a quick sickle off of the death of my parents. The kids at Hogwarts thought that I was some mythical c...
TQ My eyes went wide "Rubeus Hagrid gave you your Hogwarts letter?"
HJP "Yes. He is really a gentle man and my very first friend."
Lord Potter begins to pace. More than likely in an attempt to calm his rising anger. One of the Weasley twins turned him to face them. They appeared to have a silent conversation for a few seconds and Lord Potter visibly relaxed. They both retook their seats.